Page 80 of Sin & Secrets

But he finds me first. Capturing my lips with his.

Our tongues wrestle as our bodies move in synchronization. His thumb plays with me expertly, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.

I tear myself from his lips, throwing my head back in ecstasy as we slam into each other, unsure where my body ends and his begins.

His cock twitches inside of me, and it becomes my undoing.

I scream his name as we come together.

And for a moment, there is nothing.

There’s just the two of us sharing gasping breaths, aching bodies, and a ragged, broken heartbeat.

I lay on top of him, utterly spent and exhausted. His arms wrap around me gently as we just breathe each other in and out.

This isn’t like the other times.

Something has shifted.

Even the way he kisses the top of my head feels more intimate, as if by screaming his name while we came together somehow branded him on my very skin.

“I could just stay here,” I murmur across his chest.

But my traitorous body begins to ache, and the tight space of the car’s interior becomes increasingly uncomfortable.

Beneath me, Rocco sighs. “Let’s go home.”

Home.The word resonates with surprising accuracy. It might have only been a month, yet that’s what the brownstone has become for me.

It’s a quiet ride home, so I try to look out to admire the city lights. But his hand does not leave my thigh, rubbing it so very distractingly with his thumb.

I want to call him out for being so possessive, but it feels sogoodto be driven around by a man who can’t keep his hands off me. In a city that he has in his pocket.

For the first time in a long time, I feel powerful.

His casual touch doesn’t stop when we finally get back to the brownstone. He opens my car door and helps me out of the passenger seat. A hand snakes its way around my waist as we walk up to the front doors.

I savor every second of it, wondering how much I can get away with. My hand reaches up to brush his hair out of his eyes. My fingers trail down the arm that’s around me. There’s so much of him that I haven’t explored yet.

When we reach the top of the staircase, I hesitate for only a moment, glancing at my bedroom door down the hall.

“You seriously think I’m going to let you out of my sight?” Rocco says, already pulling me toward his own bedroom.

“My bedroom is cozier, though,” I tease back.

He huffs a laugh, immediately stripping off his clothing as we enter his room and he drags me toward the bed. “You’re welcome to redecorate.”

“Seriously?”

I follow his lead, removing my gorgeous dress and sliding into bed next to him. His arms immediately encircle me.

“Cas, I will give you whatever your heart desires.”

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ROCCO

My entire body feels light. It’s as if, for the first time in five years, I’ve actually been able to relax enough to sleep through the night.

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